Romantic Murder Mystery Novels & Stories

Luciano murmured, his voice rough with frustration. "It's always like this," Rosa said, biting her lip as she pulled her hand back, trying not to smile at his dramatic complaint. "Come on, baby. We need to be quick before our little devil wakes up again," Luciano whispered, nipping lightly at her ear. Rosa sucked in a breath. “You are unbelievable." "I am yours, amore mio," he husked. Her cheeks flushed at the reminder. It still amazed her how, with each passing day, he seemed to grow more and more romantic.

Mort put the ring on her finger and rose. "You are mine. To those bastards who dare touch you need to die." Under the vast universe, constellation of stars, and the moon, their gazes locked. He sealed the small space between them and lifted her hips. He kissed her with desire and passion. Tongues entangled and entwined, he savored her lips, his kiss is like cosmic and it feels magic. Her hands encircled his neck, Sumire kissed him back with equal fervor. Mort puts her into the lair of addiction to his touch, sexual obsession, and dark deeds. His dark romance with her ended up making out at the lighthouse before he took her back to the villa in a bridal style.

she said with a wink, settling beside me on the couch and pulling a fuzzy blanket over us both. She queued up the movie on her TV, the opening credits filling the room with upbeat music. As the story unfolded lighthearted banter, stolen glances, the kind of sweet romance that made your heart flutter—I tried to lose myself in it. Mira laughed at the jokes, nudging me with her elbow, but I could only manage faint smiles. My mind wandered back to Zayden, to the way his touch had once felt like safety, now tainted by blood.

Damien looked her straight in the eyes. “Because I want to live. And because I’ve seen what he does to those who betray him. Marco… he was my friend. Ryan executed him without a second thought.” Luca frowned deeply. “If you’re lying, Damien, you’re dead before you blink.” “I’m not lying.” After Damien left, Luca and Elena remained silent for several moments. “What do you think?” she finally asked. “I think we have to take the risk. This is our chance.” Elena took a deep breath.

Arrogant bastard. Meanwhile, Camilla ambled into the restaurant, her being cloaked immediately by the chilly air. The ambient lights of the bulbs and the soft classical music playing entwined with the hushed chatter of the patrons, and the clinking of plates in the background gave the whole place a romantic feel. Before she could walk more than five steps, she saw Alessandro standing and waving his hand at her.

Norah said while passing me the glass. “Here you too have some water Mr. Dante.” Norah also said to that mysterious man passing him the most obvious flirtatious look , ohh so he is the one and only Dante Romano. “No thanks , I am good.” Dante said with a deep voice as he rises from his seat , finally facing me. Wearing a perfect black tailored fitting suit with white shirt hugging his muscular body. A tattoo covering the back of his right palm , he looked at me with his dark eyes that felt like there is more to this man than just met the eyes.

“Good. But there's one rule; no questions.” I nod. Marrying a man rumoured to be anything but a human may be much better than spending the rest of my life among lunatics in a human-sized cage. What may lie in wait? Either victory, romance, or insanity…

His features were unrecognizable. Something inside me snapped, and I began wailing uncontrollably. Esther walked over and tried to comfort me. "Eve, is he really Leo? Aww. Don't be too sad. The dead can't come back to life–" I pushed her away and lunged forward before grabbing her by the collar. "You killed him!" She fell to the ground and looked aggrieved. "Eve! I told you it wasn't on purpose! What are you doing?" "Not on purpose? Why didn't you say that when you stopped me from calling emergency services?"

A month later, the police informed me that the case was fully resolved. Adam–driven to despair after being rejected by the woman he idolized– confessed to everything. As it turned out, the moment he learned about our booking at the countryside guesthouse, he began planning the entire crime. He murdered the village doctor in cold blood, dismembered the body, packed it into a suitcase, and placed it in my car. He even hired a salon girl to pose as his lover, feeding her a script to follow. Afterward, he paid her a large sum and sent her out of the province.